First things first.

Kagome gently removed the hand from her lap and silently slid out of the bed. She let her tired eyes examine the consequences of her late night decision. Why had she bought a king-sized bed? Oh yeah, it was on discount and she had money left over from last month.

Well, it had come in handy...

Kagome sighed and slowly drifted to the kitchen. What did humans do post-coitus? Was she supposed to serve him sustenance in bed, since this was her apartment? Well, she did have some leftover curry and ice cream...or was she supposed to make pancakes? She opened the fridge and frowned. She certainly didn't have any alcoholic beverages. She recalled men liked to smoke in bed after their latest conquest. Was she supposed to provide that too? Where was she supposed to buy an ashtray so early in the morning?

She stroked her chin thoughtfully. Humans sure had some weird rituals.

Half an hour later, Inuyasha woke to the sound of metal clanging and food sizzling in the kitchen. He groaned and turned over, rubbing his forehead as his eyes adjusted to...this was not his room. He replayed the events from the night before and his lips tightened into a line.

So that happened.

He sat up and reached for his pants. He wasn't looking forward to the walk of shame, or Miroku's knowing leers when he got back, but there was no way he was staying here and facing the consequences. He was looking for his shirt when his stomach rumbled. Loudly.

"..." Whatever was in the kitchen did smell good.

Inuyasha cautiously stepped out of the bedroom without his shirt on. Maybe he'll leave after breakfast. What greeted him made him freeze.

"Oh, hi!" Kagome said with a smile that was a bit too forced. "I made some pancakes, rice balls, sashimi, oatmeal, tempura and smoothies. I'm still making the banana split ice cream sundae."

Inuyasha stared.

She was naked. Completely and utterly naked, with messy sex hair and all.

Kagome's smile dropped. "Something...wrong?" she asked hesitantly.

He looked up from her breasts and said one word. "Naked."

Kagome looked down. She had forgotten to dress her substitute body. Again. "So I am."

Inuyasha felt the strain on his pants and groaned inwardly. This girl was going to be the end of him.

The Hunter Prey Relationship

Breakfast was odd.

One one hand, she didn't have to carry everything to the bed, so that was good. She didn't think everything would have fit. On the other hand, her companion didn't seem to have much of an appetite. He kept sending her strange looks and nibbling on the pancakes quietly.

She had hastily gotten dressed in a shirt and skirt. Kagome supposed eating without clothes on would've been awkward for the half-dressed man. She paused. What was she supposed to do after breakfast? Show him out? Or let him use the shower first? Was he supposed to stay a little longer? Holy crap, was she supposed to make lunch too?

Inuyasha was carefully watching the confusion play out on her face. For the life of him, he could not figure her out. She had made breakfast, practically a feast, without even dressing. All of it indicated that she was looking for a relationship. And yet here she was, avoiding physical interaction as much as possible, sitting on the opposite side of the table, and acting as politely like an awkward hostess.

He put his fork down. This was the signal Kagome was looking for.

"Shower!"

"Eh?" Inuyasha warily looked up.

"Shower," Kagome gestured with a flourish and pointed to the bathroom. "Please, go ahead."

Oh, she was going to let him use the shower. Inuyasha let his eyes travel down her body. Her hair was still a mess. Not only that, he realized she probably hadn't taken a shower herself. He looked back up to her face, Kagome still pointing to the bathroom, and asked, "You joining?"

Kagome blinked. "Eh?"

"The shower." Inuyasha nodded to the bathroom door.

Kagome took another moment to digest what he said, and then jumped a little in her seat, making Inuyasha jump a little and blink. "Oh, no, no, no," Kagome nervously laughed. "I need to clean the dishes!"

He scrutinized her for a few seconds before sighing and getting up. Yup, this girl was beyond strange.

Kagome made sure the water was actually running, pressing her ear against the door for the telltale sound of the shower, before bolting to her bedroom.

She had made a mistake, she concluded. A catastrophically huge mistake.

Kagome desperately wanted to get out of her substitute body, but he was still inside her apartment. Too close. She was going to have to act like a good hostess while trying to hasten his departure.

She pulled out her black book and flipped through the pages. She grumbled to herself and looked at the index. There was absolutely zero mention of sexual contact. Great. What was she supposed to do now? Ask Sango? Kagome shuddered. Talk about an awkward topic.

She dropped the book on her bed and went to dig into her closet for a brush. She had forgotten how humans needed constant maintenance and upkeep, and grooming was not her strong suit.

Her head was so deep in the closet she did not hear the bathroom door open or the pitter-patter of wet feet move towards her bedroom.

Inuyasha had one hand on the towel around his waist and the other hand on a second towel on his head. His eyes landed on a familiar black book on the bed.

Rules?

Before he could investigate further, his eyes darted to the girl on her hands and knees and halfway in her closet. What followed was a rather animated double take. She was wearing her skirt alright. Her skirt and nothing underneath. He tipped his head back and let out a pained groan.

Kagome paused her search. What was that sound? She looked over her shoulder just as she heard the rustle of towels dropping on the floor and heavy footsteps approaching the closet. She was surprised as another body joined her on the floor, a very rigid body part pressed firmly against her backside.

"Damn it," Inuyasha sighed into the nape of her neck. "You better bite down on something."

She didn't have time to comprehend this was yet another round before her skirt was pulled up and her shirt was in her mouth, her desperate pleas for more muffled in the closet.

A few hours passed and she was back in her bed, under the covers and staring up at the ceiling with wide eyes. Beside her lay a nude man, also under the covers. He was snoring quietly, not a care in the world.

This problem was going to take a while to solve.

"You seem..."

Kagome blinked and turned to Sango. She had dazed off again, apparently. She had been completely distracted from the conversation by a series of graphic images. Images that may or may not have involved a man who may or may not be a demon in disguise.

"...really out of it," Sango ended.

"Oh, you know," Kagome laughed nervously. "Engineering homework. It's murder."

Sango raise a brow. She too was in her substitute body, her bag slung over her shoulder. Kagome was of the opinion that Sango blended in better as a college student than she did.

"Well, c'mon." Even Kagome had to admit her voice sounded edgy. "It's study time!"

Sango rolled her eyes and followed the younger girl through the library. Kagome was never very good at keeping secrets.

"Glad to see you made it." Miroku wasn't even finished greeting them when he started eying up Sango. She was wearing a very tight form fitting shirt and jeans, and had her long hair down for once. Sango shifted uncomfortably under his gaze.

"Guys, this is my friend. Sango, these are my classmates." Kagome said, doing everything she could to avoid eye contact with one particular fellow.

Miroku immediately pulled out a seat for the two girls. The rest of the men started introducing themselves. Sango was uncharacteristically withdrawn as Miroku began chatting her up. It wasn't until they had pulled out their books and written down the first equation did Sango finally say something.

"I'm going to get something to drink. Kagome," she emphasized the younger girl's name before Miroku could speak, "will you lead me to the vending machine?" Kagome gave the other girl a funny look but followed her out of the reserved room anyway. It was just as well. It was getting hard to ignore Inuyasha's intense stare.

Sango rounded on her as soon as they were in an empty hallway. "Are you crazy?"

"Eh?"

"This is way beyond your level. What were you thinking?" Sango ran a hand through her hair and exhaled. "Do you know how ridiculously lucky you've been? Can't believe they haven't seen through your cover...after all these years, we find them in your zone of all places..." She grew increasingly quiet and began muttering to herself while pacing around Kagome with her head down.

Kagome rubbed the back of her neck. "Umm..."

Sango slowly looked up and frowned. "You do know what I'm talking about, right?" Sango's detection proficiency was one of the best, but in an enclosed space like this library even Kagome must have noticed.

"That one of the guys in the room is a demon in disguise?" Kagome offered.

"One of...one of..." Sango spluttered. "Kagome, there are two in there!"

"Really?" Now this was news.

"Yes!" Sango exclaimed, not bothering to hide her exasperation. "They aren't demons in disguise, they're two of the original sinners!" Kagome stared. "The original sinners? The leaders of the legion?" Sango said. Kagome blinked. "The reincarnations prophesied to wreak havoc and seek retribution against the people who took away their power and dominance?"

Kagome's mouth was the shape of an 'o'. "That..."

"Yes?"

"That means nothing to me." Kagome gave a blank look.

Sango slapped a hand over her forehead.

AN: Oh, ya know, just the everyday trials of a young girl in college.